Gun Shot (Exclusive)

[Intro]
A gun shot fi gi dem from dem fire lay dey heads
Must be my fuckin' enemies because we surely ain't friends
And ah shoot dem and now we livin' on da downlow
Bad man from New York, gangstas from Dirty South

[Chorus]
Ah me say bust it up, rra rra
Bullets to your head
We come fi fuck it up, rra rra Mothafuckas!
Now me say bust it up, rra rra
Bullets to your head
We come fi fuck it up, rra rra
Find them dead, whoa

[Verse]
You fuckin' piece of shit, I don't give a fuck if you're rich
Or think you're all of that, fuck you, you ain't nothing to this
We got the trig on your cheeks, watch this one
We spit, that's it, fucker mess around and got his head split, damn
These streets are rugged, your mother never tell you?
Gangstas are cruel and coldblooded, uh oh
Damn, say you ain't scared of mine
I dare you to try, now your carcass your fuckin' life hold by

[Chorus]
Ah me say bust it up, rra rra
Bullets to your head
We come fi fuck it up, rra rra Mothafuckas!
Now me say bust it up, rra rra
Bullets to your head
We come fi fuck it up, rra rra
Find them dead